Chapter 58: Mountains and Rivers Society

The word "up" makes people flutter and fly like a fairy.

The word "go" can cross the void and be like clouds and fog.

This is Long Chen's current ability to reach the Qi cultivation period, and if he is another immortal cultivator, without the ability to edict, he can't do this at all.

Even if it is a former ghostwriter, it can't be compared.

The mana condensed by the dragon saliva has an acre of dantian in a radius, and at this time, when his mind moves, he can draw out mana, just like an arm.

Although the dantian is small, but the dragon has an edict in his mouth, and the magic is inexplicable, but he can spray water, and there are countless acupoints and stars in his body, and when necessary, he can reach the sky.

At this time, in the realm, Long Chen is essentially no different from Bai Jiao, what they are different from is their perception of the Immortal Dao, which determines the difference between their Dao and Dao.

Next, there are two realms of Dao True Cultivation, which should be said to be the perception of the Dao, that is, the Five Qi Dynasty Yuan and the Three Huas are one.

There is no realm distinction between these two statements, it is just the difference between the direction of cultivation and the path of practice.

The former's Five Qi Dynasty Yuan is the culmination of the five elements of the body, and it is a sign of full agility, which has a lot to do with the number of star points and the cultivation of the heart and mind in the small world of personal cultivation for the depth of mana, and not everyone can achieve this vision.

Cultivating immortals often only needs one of the five qi to be a dynasty, and they dare to overflow with beauty and say "the realm of chaoyuan", which is a bit ridiculous.

The latter is one of the three flowers, and the consummation is both the so-called "three flowers gathering at the top", and the spirit is mixed into one.

The entrance is a hole, and it is the acupoint of the spirit spirit.

It is really a symbol of the "true immortal" of the Tao, which means that the immortal cultivator is not only the spirit and spirit of the unity of the spirit, but also the three talents of heaven, earth and man are also complete and one, which is the entrance to the chase, and the non-true master can not achieve it, and often the mana of this kind of master is also unfathomable, and it is unlikely that there will be exceptions.

However, if you really want to talk about it, Chen Long's current Taoism is already in all kinds of miracles, and the things he can do are not comparable to ordinary immortal cultivators.

"Good baby, good baby. ”

Chen Long landed again, really like that true immortal descended to earth, floating down, looking at the painting wall in front of him, the corners of his mouth showed a satisfied smile.

This trip has gained a lot, and the fairy pen in his hand is the god of Biluo River, and he also dares to scare it.

Looking at the painting wall in front of him, Chen Long flashed in and went in again, got the magic brush, and the painting wall in front of him was also under his control.

Reappeared, had already come to the place where Fang had just cultivated, looking at the woman in the soap-colored long dress who brought him the news of the fairy pen in front of him, he opened his mouth and said: "Right now, I can give you two choices, one is that I will help you reincarnate and recultivate, and the other is that the spirit of the magic pen has been greatly reduced, I need you to become a pen spirit, and from then on I will be driven." ”

Two choices, the first one, compared to the second choice, is tantamount to a world of difference.

"I am willing to drive for the immortals. ”

The immortal path is difficult, it is difficult to go to the blue sky, Chen Long's Taoism, even if the green snake has crossed the tribulation many times, he can't see through it.

She always felt that there was a great terror hidden in Long Chen's body, and at this time, the spirit was full and the Tao came true, even more so.

In the past, when she looked at Long Chen, he was an ordinary immortal cultivator, but occasionally she could sense a trace of hidden spiritual charm.

And now looking at Long Chen, there is no trace of immortal cultivation, just like an ordinary person, no matter how ordinary he is, there is no difference.

But the green snake knew very well that Long Chen was not an ordinary person, but a true cultivator, and a hidden immortal.

With this true immortal in person, what else do you need to reincarnate and rebuild.

In this world, as far as Chen Long knows, there is no such thing as reincarnation in the underworld, and the life and death of people are handled by the ghosts and gods.

"Good. ”

Chen Long was not hypocritical, holding the fairy pen, bowing to the green snake, and solemnly promised, "If I become an immortal, you will become a dragon." ”

The green snake was also facing Chen Longfu Jin'an, the figure disappeared, and the emerald light on the dragon painting drilled out, circulating in the air, and when he saw the magic pen, he rushed in.

Long Chen sensed the golden talisman in the magic pen, and fused the true spirit of the green snake with the spirituality of the golden talisman and the immortal pen, and the true spirit of the green snake was controlled by him from then on, and the true spirit could be destroyed in a single thought.

The golden rune had already helped Long Chen hook up with the divine dragon in his body, and the consumption was huge, and at this time, the true spirit of the green snake was integrated, and a mutation occurred, completely turning into a blue light snake shadow hidden in the immortal pen.

The appearance of the magic pen is hollow and carved, and it has also changed, and there is a green dragon manifesting out, coiling the fairy pen, like a dragon entwined in it.

On the body of the pen, the words of the edict "hidden in the thousands, wishful thinking", are also flashing blue light hidden, disappearing.

Chen Long flipped his hand, the fairy pen disappeared, under the dragon's mouth of the world of thought, where an acre of Fahai dantian was, a small green dragon suddenly appeared, playing and swimming in it, when she saw the sky dragon, her eyes widened, and she almost changed back to the brush demeanor of the fairy pen, the burst of supernatural coercion, the vast and infinite Dao wonderful true meaning, the Tao is infinite, and the green snake was deeply shocked.

Chen Long stretched out his hand, "Come back." The white Jiao turned into the size of a hair, and a ray of white light wrapped around Long Chen's hand, hiding in it.

After doing all this, the four scholars were still experiencing the bliss of the world, and the misery was boiling deeply, and they smiled slightly.

With a wave of his hand, Long Chen led everyone out of the painting wall.

Everything in the painting wall, after such a long period of evolution, consumes the spirit of the magic pen to paint, as if it has become a small world, if it is allowed to evolve, it will be impossible to say that it will give Chen Long a world in the future.

Out of the painting wall, he naturally will not waste the magic pen to consume the painting wall painted by Lingyun, the dragon painting picture is empty, and the painting wall is filled in, which is very good.

"Close!"

Chen Long waved his hand, and the painting wall on the cliff in front of him seemed to be opened by life, and many pictures were stacked on top of each other, and he painted the picture scroll according to the dragon.

One after another, the shadows flew out from the stone wall and landed on the blank scroll of the dragon painting floating in the air.

"Ah, Sister Fairy! Where has Sister Fairy gone?"

"W-what is this?"

"Who are you?"

“......”

Four scholars appeared, and when they saw the pictures on the painting wall, one by one they shot out of it and were included in the painting scroll, coupled with their previous experience in the painting wall, they were surprised and inexplicable.

When Long Chen heard their words, he didn't use his magic eye, at this time, he broke through the realm of Qi training, and the Dao Yun was deeper, and the weather of the four people could be observed.

The weather of the four people before was mediocre, but at this time, there was already a trace of the number of junjie among the people, and the most important thing was that they had a reputation in the countryside.

Long Chen just smiled at them and didn't pay any attention, although he sensed that these people in front of him were influenced by him and had some connection with him, but he didn't care too much.

Tremble!

At this moment, the floating painting automatically reversed, Chen Long stretched out his hand, and the scroll flew back into his hand.

After putting away the painting, Chen Long stretched out his finger and wrote the word "forget" in the void at random, waved his hand at the four scholars, and the forgotten word turned into a little glimmer of light, sprinkled on their bodies, especially on their heads, and drilled into them, making their heads glow slightly and disappear, but they forgot that Chen Long existed.

As for the experience in the painting wall, Chen Long did not eliminate it, seeing each other is fate, why force it too much.

The top priority is to go back to Jiangcheng as soon as possible, this breakthrough and a series of operations such as collecting paintings, but only half a day has passed, and the situation in Jiangcheng should not be critical to the extent that it is difficult to save.